Welcome to the Masquerade
Rabbits, Cats, butterfly's and birds
Dancing and fluttering about on the ceilings
And Prowling the Halls
Vanishing in mists of blood, petals and ash
Madness unacknowledged by the upper world
Just below the thick barrier of the vicious ever blue
Rapture
Beware the masquerade of marching animals
Applied with instruments of destruction
Glazed and swollen eyes carved into scared and infected flesh
False frowns tugging on their mutilated lips
Using their Scratchy and cracked voices
They cry out
"Please, I'm just lonely!"
Lies.
Watch out for the Doctor in red
Scalpel constantly clutched in hand
Ready to puncture, cut and slice
Ready to make you 'beautiful' again
Praising and calling upon a nonexistent goddess
A mere figment of his own insanity and obsession,
Avoid the frolicking ebony rabbit
Gold tracing the contours of his face,
An agent of creativity and a master of art
He flashes a wicked grin, stretching his ruby lips
The silence is his canvas, and the music is his paint
Creating symphony's that seduce the ears, and enthrall the spirit
Fire licks at his scabbed and burnt fingertips
As his temper comes alight
Doubt him, and you will burn
A city that harvests all kinds of Insanity,
Where, you will surely be devoured
By the carnal animals that inhabit this under sea metal jungle,
Hunting for fresh meat, more then willing to tear into their newest prey
If they find you, they will get you
And trust me, they will get you
Welcome, to a city devoid of morals,
Where the only things you'll need is a strategy
And a pretty, damn good weapon
Welcome to Rapture